I Want To Disappear. [Marilyn Manson/Twiggy Ramirez Oneshot]

We fell in Love, we fell hard. But, as things got worse I found Him to no longer want to treat me, and comfort me we I needed Him most. I'd like to think somewhere out in Space there are other Universes where we are still together and In some married by now, maybe there are some where He killed himself in Tenth grade and were I still write shitty poetry in Fort Lauderdale. Just so I've made myself clear I'm giving in.